Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 323 - 248 Barbecue Restaurant Gathering_2

"Sakura-kun..."

The girl’s weak voice was close, slightly amplified near the ear.

"Is it uncomfortable being carried?" Uesugi Sakura carried her through the pedestrian street. Many passersby couldn’t help but look at them curiously.

A cute girl draws attention wherever she goes.

"No..."

"Then why did you call me?"

"With every step Sakura-kun takes, Hanabi can feel it clearly on his back."

"So it feels pretty nice, right?" Uesugi Sakura said with a smile.

Hanamaru Hanabi tightened her slender, fair arms around his neck, resting her cheek on his shoulder:

"Hanabi just feels... having Sakura-kun by my side is very... nice..."

Uesugi Sakura noticed the closeness of the girl on his back, a warmth rising in his heart as he smiled and said: "Did you eat too much just now and learn to act spoiled?"

He turned a corner carrying her and walked into the bustling city street.

An empty taxi drove through the middle of the street, and Uesugi Sakura just glanced at it while carrying the girl.

"Do you feel we are very happy?"

"Hanabi has always thought so, having Sakura-kun here... Hanabi is very happy..."

Uesugi Sakura carried her aimlessly along the street.

The leaves planted on both sides of the road rustled, and the sunlight filtering through the gaps shone like fine golden particles in front of them.

This moment of time felt very warm in his heart.

"What are the odds for two people in love to be together?"

"I don’t know, but it must be very rare." Her little head rested on his shoulder, Hanamaru Hanabi said, facing him with her profile.

Uesugi Sakura looked ahead; Tokyo streets always had many passersby, neon signs, and vending machines.

"There are six billion people in the world, and a person meets about twenty-nine million people in their lifetime. The probability of two people meeting is 0.00004%, the probability of getting to know each other is 0.0000005%, and the chance to understand each other is 0.000000003%. Meeting under such a slim chance is a rare destiny.

"We met, knew each other, and fell in love since we were three. The probability has become negligible by now.

"So, Hanabi is the greatest fortune of my life."

Upon hearing these words, warmth filled the girl’s heart.

"Then... will Sakura-kun cherish her?"

"Yes, this fortune belongs only to her."

Uesugi Sakura didn’t know why, but he just wanted to carry her, just wanted her to lean on his back and keep going.

Her body was light and soft, her voice weak and warm, and just the little action of leaning on his shoulder made his heart feel lit and touched.

Uesugi Sakura carried the girl for a long time, until he reached Ueno Park, where he called for a taxi to stop by the roadside.

Only after calling the girl’s name several times and turning his head did he find she had fallen asleep lightly...

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Click...

The sound of a key opening a door, and then a following light.

"Where... is this...?" Hanamaru Hanabi opened her sleepy eyes, taking a moment to adjust to the indoor light.

"A new apartment, from now on, the two of us will live here." Uesugi Sakura changed shoes at the entrance without putting the girl down.

Coming back from a cloud-like dream, Hanamaru Hanabi found herself still on his back:

"Has Sakura-kun been carrying me the whole time?"

"No, we just took a taxi." She tightened her arms around his neck again, and Uesugi Sakura thought she wasn’t fully awake yet, as her voice was still dazed.

"Want to sleep a bit more? I made the bed in the morning."

"Okay..."

Uesugi Sakura carried her to the bedroom and gently placed the girl on the large bed.

When she wanted to sleep, she’d be in a daze, unwilling to let go of her locked arms around his neck even when sitting on the bed.

Sakura Uesugi took off one of her shoes, pinching her soft, fair foot in his hand.

"..."

No response.

Assuming Hanabi was asleep, he went to the glass window, drawing the curtains to block out the sunlight.

Then he sat by Hanabi’s bedside, flipping through his phone, only finding a message from Seisa Takeshun about helping organize class notes and no other messages. freёweɓnovel_com

Uesugi Sakura, bored, put down his phone and glanced several times at Hanamaru Hanabi lying asleep on the bed.

No matter how long he looked, he always found her delicate sleeping face exceedingly cute.

Her cheeks were rosy and smooth, and her cute crescent eyebrows still carried traces of a smile even in sleep.

Perhaps she was having sweet dreams.

Uesugi Sakura watched her for a long time, and the more he looked, the more he felt moved, the more he was conquered by the girl’s cuteness.

Feeling a bit itchy, he stealthily touched her soft belly, massaging it for a while before sliding down towards her skirt...

...

Not long after, Uesugi Sakura saw her small hands curled near her chest, her lips tightly pressed, her face flushed, and her adorable little feet stretched outwards.

She hadn’t woken up, deeply asleep.

But... what must it feel like for a girl?

...

Early the next morning, Uesugi Sakura got out of bed very early.

Hanamaru Hanabi was still sleeping in, so he didn’t disturb her.

He had to admit Tokyo University was very relaxed, basically having no classes and filled with open-ended freedom.

Anyone could find any time to do things they wanted to do.

As for exams... it depends on the professor, some were strict, others lenient.

If someone really didn’t want to take an exam, the professors wouldn’t mind much, perhaps even handing over a pile of materials for people to study.

Ample free entertainment was undoubtedly nice, but the greatest possibility was—becoming a bum.

He heard that a senior in the second year took a break from studies to cycle around Japan—must be someone with considerable wealth.

Uesugi Sakura also didn’t plan to attend class today.

Taking out the guitar he had bought back in England, he drew open the curtains, sat by the bed, chose the popular "lemon" from his phone, and started to casually strum along with the music’s rhythm.

The gentle morning light streamed through layers of white clouds, reflecting his image playing the guitar in the window glass.

His right index finger and ring finger strummed elegantly, and even a pure novice could see he wasn’t a beginner; he had a very high level of performance.

They said to perform during May events, but Uesugi Sakura still didn’t know their skill levels.

Kyujuu Rika’s piano should be reliable, as she was a lady raised from a young age.

Kitagawa Sakisa didn’t seem very reassuring, and as for Ayaka Rie... it was hard to guess.

Performing, what was the reason for getting on stage to perform?

Uesugi Sakura looked down at his strumming fingers, not sure why he was willing to get on stage.

If it were in the past, he would have unhesitatingly turned it down.

——Because such things are troublesome.

"Sakura... Sakura-kun..."

Uesugi Sakura turned around to find Hanamaru Hanabi sitting up, in a half-awake state, just getting up: "Awake? Do you want something to drink first?"

She nodded, her eyes closed in a daze, her hair slightly disheveled," Water... Hanabi will... get it herself..."

Seeing her trying to get out of bed, Uesugi Sakura placed the guitar against a side and promptly went to support her: "Don’t forget your foot is still recovering."

Hanamaru Hanabi glanced at her foot, wrapped in white cloth peeking out from the bedding, recalling spraining her ankle the day before yesterday.

Looking up at him, she found him walking out of the bedroom.

"Here." Uesugi Sakura went outside to fetch her a cup of clear, warm water.

"Thank you..." Hanamaru Hanabi softly thanked him.

Uesugi Sakura noticed that no matter when, as long as it was something from him, she would hold it with both hands and say thank you.

Clearly, given their relationship, there was no need to say thank you.

After drinking the water, little Hanabi felt a bit more awake, taking a glance around their surroundings.

Brand-new, and her clothes were already neatly stored in the wardrobe.

"Is this... the new home...?"

Uesugi Sakura took the cup from her hand, placing it on the bedside table, "It’s just a living place, not quite a home yet."

He helped her adjust the pink strap that slid off her fragrant shoulder back up.

"When we get married in the future, the house we buy together will truly be a new home."

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